Character expansion

Well, a mere eight months later, I gots another post for you guys.

Skippy has arrived. I was induced a week ahead of time because Monkey Man was a large baby and I hemorrhaged (mildly, as hemorrhages go), so we were trying to avoid a repeat blood letting. As it turned out, Skippy was tiny - 6 lbs 14 oz, so it was probably not necessary, but hindsight and all that. The delivery was fine, baby is healthy, and we call that a victory here at the TT household.




I forgot how unrelenting the first couple of months are. Man, newborns are some demanding little shits. All the feeding, the rocking, the walking around the house.... and walking and walking and walking around the house. The no sleep, the bitterness at the husband for not having boobs. It's brutal. But we made it, and are on to the next stage now.

That would be the "cute, chubby, mostly happy, we understand this schedule thing, usually sleeping through the night" stage. Oh, and the "he's finally off the boob" stage. Hallefreakinlujah.


Couldn't ya just eat him up?
I'm already forgetting the pain of the endless walking of the baby.

Skippy has made miraculous progress in the coordination arena.... he can hold his head up, can sit up for brief moments before imitating a drunk man and falling over. He can grab things... namely hair and facial features, the later of which is only interesting when his fingernails haven't been appropriately trimmed, so as to leave actual marks on Mom's face. Life is grand.

He's been a decent baby, but not an easy baby. Feeding was a pain ... he wouldn't take a bottle so I was on call 24-freakin-7. Got called home from social outings every time more than once for this reason. Now we are on to introducing solids. I hate it. It's messy, it's mostly futile, and I end up feeling like a total failure of a mother. What's wrong with this child, doesn't he have a survival instinct that tells him 'eating is a good thing'. And doesn't that same survival instinct tell him that if he doesn't start opening his mouth soon, his mother is going to go absolutely fucking ballistic over a damn bowl of rice cereal? Deep breath... let it go.

I'm also back at work now. I took 6 months off and had intentions of coming back part time. They made me come back full time, but given the current economy, the flexibility that I have with this job and all that other responsible adult mumbo jumbo, I guess this is good.

So that's the latest. I've got some rants and judgments to pass along soon, so hopefully it won't take me another 8 months to get to it.

Tootles,
TT

Oh, and a few gratuitous Monkey pics.....